Sunday, January 4, 2009

I figured she'd say that. It's not quite what I wanted to hear, but this camera phone is awful. I've already taken three pictures and so far, none were to her liking. Mrs. J. lies down again by her husband, positions his face cheek-to-cheek with hers and she smiles. I bring the cell phone in much closer and get another shot.

"Okay, better?"

"Oh, tons", she replies. "Can we do one or two more like that?"

"Sure."

The patient's wife resumes her position and as I lean forward to take the picture, a stream of green-black secretions oozes from the dead man's mouth; just missing his wife's hand. Mrs. J. simultaneously drops her husband's head and bolts from the bed.

6 comments:

That's why I love reading your adventures. Even in all my years in Trauma I never had anyone ask to take a photo with the deceased.

I've picked up very large women from a swoon off the floor, I've watched gang fights in a waiting room, I've had to call the cops to keep a shooter from breaking into the OR to finish the job... but not once have I been asked to photograph the deceased with their loved one lying in the bed next to them.

@ Buck...I imagine with the advent of camera phones, people have been taking a lot of pix of the dead "on the sly" in hospital settings. Interestingly, "formal" post-mortem photos are very common in neo-natal ICU's. A true adventure for the future in that one.

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